CH. 19 Those words

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JASPER POV

“WHAT. THE. HELL?” Dima demanded with growling furious voice.

Oh boy, I never saw him that mad, not even in January when we went to rescue Travis, not even when he confronted that afternoon his brother. Right now he was visibly shaking with rage and his eyes were completely dilated and he was clenching his fists as if wanting to turn into dust his own bones.

I was so afraid…afraid of having ruined everything, even though I haven’t done anything, because I hated what happened and it made me sick and I still felt like throwing up and kept rubbing my lips, because I hated the idea of someone’s else lips on mine. Only Dima could kiss me and now I just wanted to tell him what happened, that it had been an accident, trying to explain, but not sure there was the chance; the way he cut me off spoke quite loudly about his state and I wished to punch myself for what happened and I was scared of losing him or having him hate me or think something wrong or having disappointed him.

Oh boy, please, please, please no… I love Dima!

I took a step towards him and felt Kevin tugging my arm and when I looked at him he was clearly worried, but I shrugged it off and he understood. Dima would never lose his temper with me, even if maybe now I deserved it for letting someone try to kiss me that easily, but…but…it all happened so fast that didn’t realize what happened.

Oh boy, I have to tell him now.

“Dima, please, nothing..”

“Shut it.” He ordered.

Oh boy.

Stevie had paled down, because sure wasn’t expecting that, but right now I couldn’t care less about it, about him or anything else. Why he did that? Why? Did he see Dima coming? Oh boy, now my head was splitting in millions of pieces and I felt like shivering and trembling and my knees were getting weak. Stevie walked beside me and even if he was scared, he provoked him with a grimace and went again to snatch me to him. What the heck was wrong with him? Dima groaned and took two long and furious steps towards me and grabbed my arm with strong grip, pulling me without many compliments behind him.

You think I should have felt worry and fear for the harshness of his gesture? I did not. The only things I felt were his warm and caring touch and the sudden security.

“Get your damn paws off MY boyfriend, you f*cking hear me?” He growled.

I gulped and peeked at him and then at the other guys.

They were all frozen and struck. It was like something had sudden hit them and they just gawked at the scene with wide and shocked eyes and gaping mouths. Who would blame them? First Stevie kissed me and that was enough to stun them all, because they gasped along with me and stuttered incoherent words, not understanding why he did that. Boy, my friend was straight and oh boy, uhm, don’t tell me that.. oh boy, no!! Kevin was now between him and my boyfriend, if I could still call him my boyfriend, oh boy…please yes, and kept his cool even if he had paled down.

Dima angry was a scary and intimidating huge Dmitri and he looked even bigger and more towering and I could feel his emotions passing from his body to mine.

“Or what, you going to beat me to death?” Stevie hissed.

Dima grabbed his jacket with both hands and literally lifted him from the ground few inches. Oh boy. We all gasped and I jerked to him touching his forearm, in the intent to calm him down. He didn’t look at me, only stared at my friend, uhm well, if I could still call him friend, and brought him closer to his face. His fingers tightened the grip and his breathing went deeper. I..I had no idea what was going on in his mind and Stevie struggled trying to free himself, but that was futile, as Dima’s grip was made of steel and iron.

“Dima, hey tiger..” I whispered quietly, but he still didn’t look at me.

I didn’t want him to lose his temper, but not because it scared me or silly things like that. He could never scare me; it was simply because I knew he would regret it. Dima wasn’t a violent and aggressive person, he was actually a good tempered and kind guy and people mistook him for someone short-tempered and insensitive only because of his incredible huge size and lazy and easy going nature.

“You know, I’d like so much to beat the living crap out of you for what you have just done to Jasper.” He said with raw and wild voice. His voice almost hypnotized me, as I never thought he could feel that strong towards me and be so much protective and territorial. Oh boy, if I found it scary? Uhm well, I found it…romantic and heart-melting. “How dare you touch him and force yourself on him like that?” His grip went stronger and lifted Steven even more. Then let go of a hand and fisted it ready to collide painfully with the face.

Dima breathed deep and heavy and widened more his nostrils and kept staring at Stevie with his punch lifted and ready in the air. I wrapped my hands on his forearm and after few long seconds he closed his eyes and shook his head, relaxing his punch and putting Stevie down on his feet, shoving him away quite harshly.

“I wish to punch you so damn much for daring to touch my man, but Jas would get mad at me and you’re his friend, so you can call yourself lucky.” He shoved him away once more and then ran his hands in the hair, nervously scratching it. Dima was clearly controlling his anger and I almost couldn’t believe at what happened and what he said. He was worried I would get mad at him. To think I was so worried he was mad at ME. Oh boy…why he thought so? I could never get mad at him and especially right now, because I understood what was going on in his mind and body. Just never thought he could be that jealous. Boy…

“You keep calling Jasper “my boyfriend”, “my man”…what the hell do you think? Do you think you owe him? He’s not a damn thing and you don’t freaking deserve him, because you clearly just proved to be like your bastard twin.” Steven’s words sank into Dima’s mind and heart painfully and I saw him looking at me widening his eyes in…oh boy, he was scared. Scared he had behaved like his brother.

No!!! That was insane and so wrong.

“Shut up Stevie.” I yelled and everyone looked at me. “Just shut up. Why you kissed me? You are not even gay, so why? And what on earth is this story? Dima will never be like Anatoly, NEVER!!! You hear me well? They are like night and day, do you understand it? Stop saying that. And he should have punched you for what you did.”

Steven eyed me completely taken aback as if I had just slapped him very hard and uhm well, my words in a way did it. Oh boy, what had I just said? That Dima should have punched him? I know it wasn’t right to say it, but I was so mad at him right now and I felt my blood boiling. How could he say such things about my boyfriend? How could he kiss me knowing I was with Dima?

“Jasper you don’t know what you are saying.” He tried to explain, but I wanted to hear none of it and went to open my mouth, but Dima, after staring at me a moment completely struck, gave me a timid and warm smile and carefully placed an arm around my shoulders. I immediately melted at his touch and leaned over him, and he relaxed hugging me tighter. He really thought he had scared me. How could he be that silly?

“Stevie, cool it now…I think it’s much better if we all calm down.” Andy spoke and placed a hand on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off harshly.

“I think your friend is right. Let’s all calm down, shall we?” Kevin said with calm voice.

“Mind your business.” Stevie hissed, and then turned towards Dima and I. “You know what Jazz, I might not be gay, but I had liked you for so long… and then this blockhead here comes and steals you away like nothing. You will hurt him one day and you will just break his heart, because you don’t deserve someone like Jasper.”

Uhm, what? Stevie liked me, what? Since when? Oh boy why couldn’t he see that all of this was wrong and stupid? There was only Dima for me and he knew that very well. If he liked me, he should have talked to me, because we were friends and we always discussed everything and helped each other. He kissed me and I was still mad for that I still didn’t know if Dmitri was mad at me or not and I still had to explain him.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Dima groaned and seized again his jacket, yanking him close to his face. “I know I don’t deserve someone as freaking amazing and perfect as Jasper, but I will never hurt him and you just stay away from him, because next time you might not be so lucky, you hear me? Don’t you dare to lay a nail on him. Jasper is mine.”

Oh boy…his words…how can I explain how they made me feel? I had no proper words to explain it, but uhm well, they just made fall in love all over again for my tiger. He cared so much about me, but he was such a silly moron sometimes... what was that absurd idea that he didn’t deserve me? He was perfect for me, like my complementing half.

“Threatening again?”

“You know what, dimwit? Jasper is right, I’m not like my brother and I never will and I’ll say once more, don’t you ever dare to lay a finger on my boyfriend, because Jas is mine.” The grip went harder for a second and then loosened completely, releasing my friend and pushing him away.

His words once again sank deep into me and made my heart and blood pulse and beat like crazy. Oh boy. He had just said I was his. Those words said “Jasper is mine”. And he called me again “boyfriend”. So, we still were together, right? Oh boy, I was so incredibly happy and relieved. I was so scared when I saw his face before, so scared I would lose him for something as silly as this, for something I hated, and that would really break me. My head spun dangerously and uhm, I don’t know, but wasn’t exactly feeling well and my knees suddenly trembled and then gave up and I found myself slumping on the ground. I grabbed my head and exhaled. I felt now all the worry and tension wearing me and crushing me down and something pressed in my throat and itched my eyes.

I felt bulky and reassuring arms around me and soft lips on my forehead.

“Hey kitty, you ok? Please tell me you are ok?” I simply nodded and suddenly let out a sob and then warm wet pearls ran down on my cheeks. I had been so scared of losing Dima. So scared.

“Dima..I-I was so scared..” I said between tears and hick-ups. He hugged me stronger and tenderly ran a hand on my back, soothing me and trying to calm me down, but couldn’t stop my now almost hysteric crying. What if he didn’t see me pushing Stevie away? What if he thought I had cheated on him? What if..

“Shh..hey Jas kitty, calm down, I’m here with you, shh..nothing happened. Baby I’m so sorry I lost my tempter that much… shhh..don’t cry. Baby, did I scare you before? I am so sorry, Jasper.” At his question I shook my head so fast that it almost detached from the neck.

“No, silly, no.” I murmured now pressed against his chest, gripping his jacket and pulling him closer, still crying and shivering.

“Jasper? How are you?” That was Kevin I think and he seemed very concerned. “How is he, Dmitri?”

“I think the tension of what happened is going down now; he’ll be fine in no time…just give us a moment.” I heard the calm and honey-like voice of Dima saying. My friends muttered something, but didn’t hear much of it, as I was still confused and my head throbbed painfully. Kevin asked something, but didn’t get a word out of it. “Sure Cowboy, see you later.”

I think he walked away with my other friends, because I heard steps walking away.

He hugged me tight and tenderly until my tears began to slow down; so his arms picked me up and we sat on a bench right there; his hands stroked my hair and I hugged him for dear life. I knew now everything was fine, but uhm well, you cannot understand how I felt when I saw him before and thought everything was over; Dima was so important to me that the idea of not having him anymore in my life had me going crazy. Oh boy, I was still sobbing and that was so pathetic.

“Jas, why are you crying? Is it because of me? Did I do something stupid and idiotic?”

I shook my head and taking a deep breath I forced my sobbing to calm down and looked up at him. Another deep and long breath and I threw my arms around his neck when he smiled in his usual warm and cheerful way.

“Jasper?” He asked again while stroking my hair.

“I am so sorry Dima, uhm, it didn’t happen, uhm well, I mean, it happened so fast and suddenly that I didn’t even realize it and I didn’t respond to that, I pushed him away and nothing happened and uhm well, oh boy…Dima, are you mad at me?”

He grabbed my arms and carefully pushed me backward to look better at my face and his eyes had widened in disbelief.

“What? Are you going nuts, kitty? Why should I be mad at you?” Even his voice was incredulous.

“Uhm because of what happened, because Stevie kissed, uhm, tried to ki..” He put a finger on my lips.

“Don’t remind me right now of that. I have no idea how I managed not to punch him straight in the face for laying his paws on you and still freaking boiling at the idea.” Dima groaned and shook his head, scratching his hair. “Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt you, but Jasper, I am not mad at you. I know you pushed him away, I know you didn’t want that, c’mon that’s obvious.”

I stared at him gaping. He had so much trust in me.

“But what if you didn’t see me pushing him away? What if you thought I was cheating on you or don’t know? What if…oh boy, I was about to go crazy, because for a moment I thought you were mad at me and that I betrayed you and that it was over and I know it’s silly, because it would take only few words to explain the idiotic accident, but you can’t understand for a moment how I felt..oh boy, I was scared of losing you.” I was talking at the light speed and realized almost didn’t breath in between and he simply listened to me with a sweet smile and then sighed.

“So sorry kitty..I shouldn’t have lost my cool that much, but man, I am damn jealous and quite territorial, I might say. Blood just ran into my head and I saw red. Crap, I honestly wished to punch that damn pain in the ass of your friend..lucky he’s your friend.” He snorted and rolled his eyes and then shook his hands in front of me. “Oh man, not making things better here, what I meant is..”

I took his face between my hands and stared at his eyes with burning intensity.

“Don’t say sorry. You have nothing to be sorry, I was so mad, too…uhm well, am still mad at Steven and what he did was wrong. Why are you so silly? You didn’t scare me or anything, Dima. Stop thinking about that, because you’ll never scare me. I was just so scared of losing you..”

“Thanks, really. Man baby, you don’t have to be scared and about what you said, even if I wouldn’t have seen you pushing him away, I would have known it wasn’t you.”

“Why?” I asked quite silly.

“Jasper I trust you and I know you better than you think. You are not someone that would cheat on his boyfriend, you are not a careless person and you hate to hurt people. You’re sweet, damn gorgeous and hot, always calm and quiet and you think before saying something; you don’t want to harm other people’s feelings, because you’re considerate and sensitive, and I know how sincere and deep your feelings for me are. And you’re smart, kitty and so amazing…Jas you’re perfect for me.”

I stared at him without knowing what to say; it was all too overwhelming and I wasn’t even sure I was breathing.

“But..uhm, but..you really trust me so much? So you were never mad at me?” I asked again stubbornly, making him chuckle.

“Of course not, sorry I told you to shut up. I was just madly enraged.. I mean, he dared to steal a kiss from my boyfriend. And Jas, I could never be mad at you, man seriously.”

“Why?” Boy, what was wrong with me? Why I kept asking questions over questions?

“Because I love you, Jasper.” Dima said exasperated and then widened his eyes and I froze there. Then those words replayed again in my head and my brain began to properly filter them.

Oh boy. Did I just hear well?

“Man, I’m such a moron…”

He slumped back on the bench and at seeing the expression on his face my heart sank. He didn’t mean it? Was it an impulse? Was he regretting saying those words? Dima saw my panicking face and pecked my lips.

“Hey, stop overly thinking and jumping to wrong conclusion. I’m a damn moron because I had planned to tell you those four words during a romantic date I was planning to have this Saturday, but man, got so edgy and way too upset before and now I should kick that twat’s ass a second time just for messing up my plans so much. Douche bag.”

Dima snorted in a comical way and ruffled nervously his hair, but the only thing now registering in my brain and sinking into my heart and soul was the fact he said he loved me. And he meant it.

Oh. Boy.

Dima had just said he loved me.

Dima loved me.

Oh boy, Dima loved me.

“Jas, you ok? It was a bit unexpected right? I didn’t..” I snapped out of my daze and clutched his neck almost chocking him. “Jasper kitty?” He breathed out seizing my arms.

“I love you, too, Dima…so, so, so much..” I blurted out on his ear.

He halted on the spot and with shaking hands he untangled my hands from his neck and then set me straight right in front of him. His beautiful and grinning eyes mirrored his bewilderment.

“You what?” He blabbed out.

“I love you.” I couldn’t believe it myself, but I simply looked at his eyes and told him that with complete calm and confidence and uhm why should I be nervous or feel embarrassed? I loved Dima so much that the crushing and powerful feeling made me forget about my blushing face and my shaking hands.

He widened his eyes a moment and then grinned my favorite wide and sunny smile and pulled me against him for a bone-crushing bear-like hug.

“Man Jasper, I might suck at romantic stuff, but couldn’t care less now. I’m just so happy you feel the same.” He pushed me back to beam at me with a smile that reached his ears and then took me by surprise with a super deep and uhm well, hot kiss. His hands sneaked under my jacket and jumper and soon felt them running on my skin, making it shiver and having me suddenly mewling in his mouth, while I adjusted my position to straddle him. I locked my fingers in his soft and blonde hair and tugged them with avidity, as to assess he really was kissing me so passionately after confessing each other love. Our tongues twirled together and then I bit his playfully, wanting to hear that throaty groan and uhm, I heard it, quite loud and raw. “Jas..argh…” He growled between my lips jerking me down to his hips. Oh boy, he was so uhm well, you got it. Oh boy, now I was blushing madly, but boy, why blushing? I was so happy I felt like a rocket ship.

Dima broke the kiss and rested his forehead on mine, grinning and rubbing my back with his big and strong hands.

“Wow. Not sure if it’s because of what happened before and the fact that Mr. grumpy pants triggered to no end my jealousy or because of hearing from you that you love me, but man, I’m just so hard and horny right now.” He rolled his eyes and grunted something in Russian. “Sorry baby, seriously need to filter what pops in my mind, but hey, it’s anyway true.”

“Don’t, I like it.” Dima arched his brows and then laughed, making me terribly blush and want to hide in somewhere for what I just said. “I mean..uhm, well, that I like the fact you are..”

“Horny for you?” He teased winking.

“Dima!” I pulled his earlobe and he faked a hurt expression, for then bursting out laughing in that booming and catching cheerful laugh. I found myself following him in that and then we stopped because our tummies hurt. “Oh boy..can’t believe just minutes ago I was crying like some little kid.” I said between giggling.

“I know, but hey, can I punch your friend for that? Damn it, it still irks me.”

“Boy, you really are jealous.” And had to admit, feeling my cheeks warming up and going bright red, that I like it. I now uhm, understood what Travis meant when he talked about Alex and how he loved that protective and possessive side of him; my friend even said it was a turn-on and oh boy, what was I thinking about now? Well, Dima wasn’t exactly possessive, but can’t deny the way his words made me feel before when he growled I was his. Unexpected sparkles ran over my body and mind and I felt as if I was wrapped in his strong, protective and loving arms. He made me feel the centre of his world, of his universe…so uhm how to say it? Well, so treasured, important, so … loved.

“Oh you have no idea; before I felt like exploding and sending him six feet under, but hey, didn’t want to go berserk, especially in front of you.”

His words took me back from the crazy trail of my thoughts and my chocolate eyes searched his bright light-blue ones.

“You are not still thinking about what Steven said, right? That’s plenty silly, absolutely wrong and unfair and if I hear it another time, this time it’ll be me going berserk.” I said planting to his face a determined and almost fierce stare.

Boy, the way Dima affected me, the way the feelings I had for him inflamed and changed me.

He cracked a super sweet and honey-like smile and shook his head, nuzzling my nose with his.

“Hey, my kitty got claws and fangs, hmm? That’s really hot.” He joked while my ear went traffic light red. “Nope monkey, I know we are not the same and not thinking about that anymore, you’re right. We are like night and day and not just because of how he changed. We had been always very different. I simply didn’t want to lose it for something like that, I mean, he still deserves a punch for what he did, but you know what I mean..” I nodded because it was clear what he meant and I knew I was right before. Dima wasn’t an aggressive person; sure, he was jealous and quite territorial, but not violent and prompt to turn into a madman.

“Jasper?” His voice had gone lower and huskier and his hands were now on each side of my face, cupping with careful and soft attention.

“Yes?” I whispered barely audible.

“Are we ok?”

“I-I should be the one asking that, boy..not you.” He tilted his head to give a tender kiss to the corner of my mouth. “Dima, sure we are ok, uhm well, we never were not ok, right?”

“That’s right and Jasper, I do really trust you and love you.”

I think my entire body and soul melted at the sound of those words and at the sight of that smile.

“I..I..” Before it had been so easy to say those three words and now shyness was sort of blocking me, but I looked back at his shining and bright aquamarines and it magically evaporated. “I love you, too…and I trust you, honestly do. Uhm, even if I still have some insecurities or I know that I haven’t really uhm, done much…I know you will never cheat on me. I just feel it.”

“Thanks, Jas. I swear I’ll never hurt you, so please don’t listen to what Mr. grumpy pants said, ok?” I giggled at his serious expression and he crooked a brow not understanding what there was to laugh about.

“I never listened to or gave credit to his words.” Dima grinned and in a blink I found again myself almost letting out a quite embarrassing moan for the kiss he gave me. I pulled back and playfully slapped the back of his neck. “Bad tiger, we are in a public place.”

“Shall we then go somewhere more private?” He flashed that oh-boy-so-tempting smirk and my muscles and guts clenched in a very nice way and felt shudders travelling down my spine. I probably surprised more Dima than myself for what I said.

“Uhm, can you stay over my place tonight? Don’t want to be alone..”

He visibly and loudly gulped and then smirked again.

Oh boy.

“Man, can’t say no if you ask like that.” He furrowed the forehead thinking about something. “Err, what about the U.S Army Sergeant?”

“Who?”

“Your mum.”

“Oh, her.. uhm well, no idea to be honest and she might have something to say, but well, don’t exactly care about that and I am sure dad will help in a way, if we assure him we will simply watch a movie and sleep in separate beds.”

“Separate beds? Crap, this sucks.” He whined quite comically and I giggled, earning from him another even more funny snort.

“My room is big and I have a bed-chair, but uhm well..” I lowered my eyes and felt my face going warmer and warmer. “I-I have it, but doesn’t mean we have to uhm well, use it.”

“I like when you’re bold, it’s so damn sexy and arousing.” Oh boy, his bluntness sure didn’t help my now dangerously red blushing. “Hey, we can tell them we have to work on a joint project for school, that’s pretty normal I guess.”

“Err, Dima? They know you are older than me..” He face-palmed and shook his head, muttering a “moron.” “They will be fine.”

Well, I really hope so.

Dinner went awkwardly to say the least. I believe my parents had an argument last night because since this morning mother was in a worse mood than usual and more glacial; when dad said it was good for Dima to stay over and be in my same room, I think mother almost collapsed from the shock, but she kept her usual manner and simulated an irking polite expression. Father had to embarrass me by saying to sleep separately and that he would allow staying in the same room only under the strict conditions of no sexual intercourse.

Oh boy, can you believe he really said that in front of my boyfriend?

I had no idea how he kept a fair serious and composed expression, but uhm well, I sure didn’t and almost chocked on air and probably reached another bright alarming red, this time sure to be set on the Guinness records. When I peeked at Dima, his jaw slightly clenched and his eyes twitched. It was clear he was holding himself and was about to explode in a loud a roaring laugh. And that happened once we were alone in my room. He laughed so hard and loud that I thought Travis could hear him, so have your idea; he even clutched his tummy and then sat on the bed, almost rolling down from it for the powerful and bear-like cackling. It sounded so funny and full that soon I found myself forgetting the first awkwardness and joined him in giggling and rolling on my bed.

“Man, your dad almost cracked me when he said with serious and stern voice, “Boys, I shall allow you to sleep in the same room, but must impose my rules. No sexual intercourse while sleeping under the same roof”. Right, as if I would jump on you with your parents here.”

I shot him an amused look and then giggled once more, slightly flushing at what he said. Jumping me. Oh boy. How would that be? The fact was that since that time we didn’t exactly move far from there and even though I was crazily attracted to my tiger, I uhm well, was still a bit scared about everything and Dima was just the perfect gentleman and didn’t push or make pressure. He actually confessed that as much as he wanted me to lose his mind, he somehow felt wasn’t the right moment yet; my sweet and uhm very hot boyfriend, oh my I just said it again, right? Well, my very sweet and loving boyfriend wanted to have our first time in the most romantic way, because he admitted he never experienced something like this, like now with me.

“Boy Dima, jumping me..” I said looking at the DVDs on the shelf. “What do you want to watch?”

“You.” When I turned around he was standing a breath away from me and he encircled me in his bulky and strong arms. I liked his arms so much and I loved to feel his muscles flexing and shifting around me. I gave him a shy smile and he pecked my lips lingering on them with closed eyes.

“Hmm, kitty…can’t believe how amazing and perfect it feels with you.”

Another timid and now about-to-melt smile formed on my lips and my fingers began to study the line of his handsome and square face; he had such strong and prominent features and they were quite a contrast with his personality and easy-going and grinning nature.

“It feels the same for me.” I barely murmured, remembering what he told me before, the words he told at the park, words that now made my body shivers in millions of electrocuting sensations and feelings. “Uhm, Dima? What did you mean before at the park when you said you planned to confess your feelings on a romantic date?”

Oh boy, I had just asked it, didn’t I? But I was so curious to know what he meant with that and just couldn’t stop thinking about it.

His bright and beaming eyes opened and they grinned at me, then his arms moved lower clutching firmly my butt and with a swift and quick pull I was wrapped around his powerful body and lifted from the floor.

“My monkey.” He mused while softly nibbling my neck.

Oh boy, if he kept doing this there was no way I could keep my promise to dad. Uhm well, he didn’t exactly indicate what he meant with that and so it was up to interpretation and uhm well…what was I thinking about? Argh, it was all Dima’s fault, for having such an imperative and crazy effect on me, for being so adorable and sweet and for making me love him so much.

“Sorry that I blurted out like that, like a moron fired up from jealousy and worry, but man, I do love you Jasper and when I realized it, I had this idea in mind that for once things should be perfectly romantic and so began to think how to organize a perfect date for this Saturday, given my house will be free, but obviously had to ruin the surprise and man, sorry.”

We had moved to my bed and now I was laying down on my back with him looming partially over me resting on his elbow, with his other hand slowly caressing my face with the knuckles. Dear me, he could be terribly cute and sweet sometimes, even if cute wasn’t appropriate for someone as huge and attractive as him, but uhm, still. He needed to realize every moment with him was perfectly romantic, even when he blabbed out what was crossing his mind; but now, listening to his words, oh boy, I felt floating in some ethereal cloud and forgot what it meant touching the ground. Were we really together? Was he really my boyfriend? Oh boy…he really was.

“Thank you.” I whispered tangling my fingers in his hair to bring him closer to me. I chewed my lip slightly nervous and peeked at the ceiling, because I wanted to ask something, but uhm well, couldn’t formulate the question properly. “Dima, will we..well, I mean, are we still..”

“Still going to have our romantic date?” He asked for me with a wide grin. “Of course, Jasper and you’ll see, I’ll be the perfect gentleman and won’t say anything moronic and blunt. Alright, at least I’ll try to.” That stole a chuckled from me, because my tiger was irresistible.

“So, going on a date with me this Saturday?” He asked.

I nodded eagerly and then closed the distance between us and this time it was me assaulting him with a very deep and quite fired up kiss. Oh boy, I loved to kiss him.

I had something else that wanted to say and so I mastered some more courage and boldness and told him, because I believe it was important for him to know, to understand better my feelings and the way he affected me.

“Uhm Dima, you remember when you got mad at Steven?” He groaned still very much annoyed and scoffed, grunting something in Russian and in that moment he looked so hot that my thoughts wondered for a moment confused and then mentally face-palmed and concentrated back. “Well, when you told him to keep his hands off of me and you said I was yours and claimed me as your boyfriend, uhm well… I loved it and it made me feel in a way I am not able to properly describe, but Dima, please understand I like this side of you and it’s not scaring, it’s…oh boy, can’t believe I’m going to say it, but well, it’s hot. I mean..”

“You find my being jealous and territorial hot?” He asked widening his eyes and stopping his hand in my hair.

My face flushed furiously and I could only nod. A raw growl rumbled in his throat and that suddenly boosted my security and shoed away my shyness. My lips claimed his for another hungry kiss, immediately letting my tongue search for his. Another growl left his mouth and resounded in mine and I found myself completely flat under his threatening weight. I gulped when he softly circled his hips and his very hard and bulging length brushed mine, making me moan and mewl, grinding in response.

“Man Jas, it’s going to be hell tonight controlling myself not to touch you.” His voice and dilating pupils made it for me. Shyness and insecurities jumped out of the window.

“Who said you cannot touch me?”

Yep, I had just said that.

Author's chit-chat:

First, SHOUT-OUT to LovlynBeautiful and to your stories!!! :-)))

Now, are you now feeling better and satisfied with this turn of events? I had already planned for all of that to happen, that's how I wanted and how I think fits better this love story and the protagonists. Dima isn't short-tempered and aggressive like Alexi and I think that was the best way to behave for him; Jasper didn't physically slap his friend, but did it with his words.

And next...we have a romantic date between a kitty and tiger, what will happen?

Until next time, which is very soon! :-)))